self indulgence

every day i exit my apartment building and am met smack in the face with a woosh of air coming from the dunkin doughnuts doughnut-making factory across the street. the rich, fatty, greasy, sugary friedness assaults my will-power with the force of a freight train and i spend the next 2 hours fighting (giving in to?) sugar cravings. they do not actually sell doughnuts at this secret location, they just produce the pillowy doughballs atop clouds of deciptively persuasive odor.

i have a sweet tooth, i admit. actually, all of my teeth are sweet teeth. i have no escape from these cravings.

i had been considering the shiny pointy heels i purchased (impulsively!) last week to be a special gift to myself. on closer inspection of my love handles, today i got myself a gym membership. it was my first trip to the gym, and, consequently, my first run in korea that wasnt stopped every 30 seconds to wait at some of the longest traffic lights in the world. it was a great workout and i left feeling refreshed and healthy.

i exited the building, and could have tripped over the dunkin doughnuts conveniently placed right across the street.